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Ugly
When I was a teenager, I was convinced that I was 'ugly', both in terms of looks and personality. By an ugly personality, I mean that I would have liked to have been interesting, witty and fun to be around. But I felt boring and weird - that kind of thing, but my personality didn't seem up to it.
I'm fine when I'm just chatting to an individual, but I've always felt exceedingly awkward in groups of more than three. There's something about a group dynamic that I really dislike. I think it's the way that you have to put on a fake front to pretend to be interested in what somebody is saying, or the way that I *know* the person I'm talking to really couldn't give two shits about what I'm into. Or maybe it's the way that other people are putting on a show when they would act completely different in a one-to-one situation.
When I was nineteen, I think I realised that I wasn't particularly ugly in terms of looks, but I noticed that a lot of popular music at the time seemed to be expressing pretty damn self-loathing and depressing sentiments (I'm thinking bands like Nirvana here). Since all my songs tended to be very happy and jolly, I decided to try something in the self-loathing vein, and I wrote 'Ugly'.
The twangy section in the middle of the song is trying to express the awkwardness that I feel in some social situations.
I found the singing extremely difficult to do on this one. As a result, I found a new way of recording vocals with my equipment. I put a woolly hat over my mike! This stops the sound of air exploding over the mike when you sing certain syllables, such as 'p's or 'b's.
LyricsI'm so ugly.I'm so ugly. It's a poisonous feeling. Suffering. Suffering. I'm so ugly. I'm so ugly. All of those feet Are crossing the street. Infinite choices, But no one chooses me. You got it all. You got it all. The perfect personality. Suffering. Suffering. You got it all. You got it all. All of those feet Are crossing the street. Infinite choices, But no one chooses me. |